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"Didn't you chase after me?"

"No, I'll get rid of it. How does that pear taste like? Does it contain much spiritual power?" Qiu Ming also spent a lot of effort to shake off the Nine-tailed Fox.

Fortunately, those strange beasts are easily angered and can only be attracted away. But he also offended the prehistoric beasts like the Nine-tailed Fox. I guess they will definitely be very troublesome next time they encounter them.

"It's delicious. I want to eat a second one after eating one, spiritual power, etc., but I haven't tasted it."

Qiu Ming had a black line: "There are still a few left!"

"There are nine more. I have kept all the seeds. We will plant them ourselves in the future. It's a pity that if the pear tree can be brought back, I don't know who will take it away."

"Take it all, I'll save it for you." If I put it on the Nine Color Deer, I'd probably be eaten in a short while.

Qiu Ming also took one and tasted it. It had a lot of juice, sweet and sour, and the spiritual power inside was more than that of the big peaches, so it was definitely considered a top immortal fruit.

Seeing the Jiuse Deer looking at him with a gaze, Qiu Ming also ate another Jiuse Deer, and of course he did not forget the props and big face. He put away all the rest.

"Hey hey, there is treasure light over there, let's go there quickly." Jiu Color Deer said very positively.

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Yang Jian came to a lake that emitted treasure light. The lake water was bubbled out. Several people stood by the lake, guarding each other. There were actually some monsters in the lake water.

These are not ordinary monsters, either ancient ferocious beasts, divine beasts, or top monster kings, or even demon gods. Every strength cannot be underestimated.

Among these figures, Yang Jian paid special attention to a small group of four people. Judging from their appearance, they did not look like disciples of the Immortal Path or Buddhist sect, but rather like the legendary witch clan.

In the witch clan, Yang Jian, the leader, seemed familiar, but he was not sure. Does that person have such strong strength?

A red light emanated from the lake water, and all the monsters in the lake water jumped up, and the four witch tribes rushed over.

If you are elsewhere, perhaps the four witch tribes and the witch gods will lead the team, everyone else will give in. But there are demon tribes here, and you will never retreat when you see the witch tribe.

Yang Jian also rushed over, swung the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand to block a big witch's weapon, and at the same time, he grabbed the red light at a faster speed.

He didn't know what this was, maybe it was a piece of treasure, which was useless to him. But if he could still grab it, he wouldn't give up, and maybe he could use it to exchange with others.

A long spear stopped Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword: "Yang Jian, what are you doing?"

"It's really you? You have become a witch god!" Yang Jian was shocked. Did Qiu Xuanguang's disciples already have this level?

It seems that this person must have been cultivated by the witch clan. Although the witch clan has declined, the lean camel is bigger than a horse and has arrived in Tianwaitian earlier. He is definitely a top-notch clan with a lot of resources.

"Uncle, I'll help you stop him, you go and grab the treasure." Chenxiang suddenly appeared, holding an axe in his hand, and blocking Yang Qijin.

Erlang Shen rushed towards the red light without explaining. He found that the three great witches had all gone away, as if they were deliberately luring other monsters away so that he could get the red light.

The red light dissipated, and it was a fragment of a treasure. Yang Jian was a little disappointed. It was completely useless to him. Seeing another fragment of magic weapon, other monsters also dispersed, and this was useless to them.

He wanted to go back to help Chenxiang, but stopped again. Yang Qijin and Chenxiang had no intention of fighting hard, and it was more like a competition.

Since Yang Qijin recognized him, he should have recognized Chenxiang. A few big witches deliberately helped him just now, probably because Yang Qijin meant it, which proves that Yang Qijin would never kill him.

Besides, the strength of agarwood is not bad. If you have the innate baby lotus lantern, you may not necessarily lose.

Yang Qijin's moves suddenly became fierce, even a little ruthless. Not only did he say that his moves were critical, he also completely gave up his defense. At this moment, Chenxiang couldn't handle it anymore.

Fortunately, agarwood can also use the power of the Baolian Lantern to improve its strength and continue to resist.

Bang!

The Overlord Han Iron Spear was powerful and strong. Although Chenxiang blocked it with an axe horizontally, he still took several steps back. But this time, the opponent did not continue to attack.

"How long has it been since you fought for life and death? You obviously have the lotus lamp to protect your body, so why don't you dare to give up defense and keep attacking? So what can you do if you are injured? Can you fully exert your strength?"

Chenxiang was a little confused. Why did this person still speak in a lesson? Who are you?

"There has not been war in the fairy world for many years, and there are no powerful monsters in the lower world. Chenxiang has lost some experience in fighting life and death."

"Chenxiang, you have to listen to what he says, he is your senior brother."

Senior brother? Chen Xiang looked at Yang Qijin and then widened her eyes: "Are you senior brother Yang Qijin?"

Of course, Chen Xiang knew that his master had a great disciple, a witch clan named Yang Qijin. But he had never seen him before, and he didn't know that this senior brother was so powerful.

He did lose just now, and it seems that he is still a little worse than his senior brother.

This time he followed his uncle, in addition to helping him, he had other purposes. One was to find his master and come to meet him, and the other was to hone his martial arts skills so that he could go further.

"You are not suitable for coming here. Since you have come, don't be separated from your uncle. Now there are many more people here who are stronger than me. Remember to save your life and live, so that you can have infinite possibilities."

This is what Qiu Ming told Yang Qijin that he should not take risks with his life. If he can't beat him, run away. Go back and practice hard, and take revenge in the future.

"Senior brother, where are you going?"

"Look for opportunities and try to make yourself stronger."

Yang Qijin took the people away, and Erlang Shen also left with agarwood and Xiaotian Dog. They all walked in one direction casually. Anyway, the treasures appear so frequently now that they can always encounter them.

Ah Hua, who was following Yang Qijin, suddenly spoke: "Don't you go to find Uncle Qiu?"

"It's useless to go now. We continue to look for those spiritual fruits. That is the most useful thing for us to improve our strength. When the opportunity finally appears, we will naturally meet."

"We must also continue to make ourselves stronger during this period. Only by becoming strong can we have the power to decide our destiny."

Changqin didn't like him, so Yang Qijin knew about this. But so what? He would make himself the most powerful witch god and make all his tribe members believe in him more!

At that time, he can take his tribe members to help his master.
Chapter completed!